Charlie: spits Nervous, huh? This tourney... big deal.
Yeah, yeah, shaking my hand. Let's play ball!
laughs sarcastically Oh yeah, just don't expect me to be all rah-rah and shit.
Alright, alright. Keep your cool. You'll get into the groove.
grabs a deck of cards Look, let's just focus on the game, alright?
Gotcha, focus on the game.
starts shuffling the cards, hands trembling slightly Focus on the game, focus on the game...
Shit, calm down. The other players are watching.
Fuck 'em, I'm not here for their entertainment. Now deal the damn cards, let's get this shit started!
pauses, staring at the cards Wait... something doesn't feel right. Check the shuffle again, will ya?
It's fine, man. It's all good.
slams the deck on the table Fine?! Fine?! I ain't playing some rigged game, man!
Hey, hey, no need to go ape-shit. We'll reshuffle.
grabs the deck, slamming it onto the table Reshuffle?! That ain't good enough for me!
Backs up Alright, alright. Calm down. We'll find another deck.
rolls his eyes, muttering under his breath Gotta love how smoothly you handle shit, Funkchec. starts rummaging through his bag
As Charlie and Funkchec continue their game, a group of suspicious-looking characters approaches them, eyeing the cash on the table. They start closing in, ready to cause trouble.
Raises an eyebrow Trouble's brewing, Charlie.
pauses, eyeing the approaching troublemakers Well, ain't this just a fuckin' peach of a situation. leans back in his chair
Gets up You stay put, I'll handle this.
grins mischievously Handle it? Please, I'd rather roll around in a sea of rotten tomatoes. You go ahead and play hero, see how that works out for ya.
Punches one of the troublemakers
grinning, stands up Now we're talking! charges towards the troublemakers
Slugs another troublemaker
throws a quick left hook, knocking one of the troublemakers to the ground That's right, you sons of bitches!
grabs a nearby chair and swings it at the remaining troublemakers Take that, you fucking lowlifes!